At the heart of every chaotic scene is a mom who wants nothing more than to crumble at her feet and assume the fetal position. But she can’t. She has to take control of every situation and try to either improve it or end the behavior that started it in the first place.
I thought, well maybe I could write about being a mom to a teenager. After all, I do have one of those living in my basement at the moment. But, since he rarely talks to me, he doesn’t give me enough material to write a daily blog about his life. No cash there.
‘Shopping’ for a new church.
We are currently in the market for a new church. The one we currently belong to, we feel, for lack of a better phrase – is old and worn out. It’s not saying we don’t like our church – as in the building. But, the congregation is starting to drag us down. We have had… Continue reading ‘Shopping’ for a new church